1 Desolate, I Am

Another year has passed.

Another year to cope up.

It never really matter when I'm still hurt,

Unable to move on.

Im trying to find comfort,

But none have come.

A fear that grows for not seeing you.

It hurts to know that It's the truth.

That I am just here, not to love..

But, to break & cut inside by you.

Deep, deep, deep down...

No matter I try it's still there.

I'm trying to save but I'd still loose in the end.

Such an irony that youre here,

Yet so far away.

Sometimes I fear I will

Make mistakes in the future.

Will I do it or not?

Will I continue or not?

Is there a thing in this world that is worth it?

And then again, I'm alone.

It hurts to say that the only thing that matters,

When there is just you and nothing else.

When I know that when I open my eyes,

You werent there and I'm alone, again.

But I hope in time,

I will be free from this madness,

From this hurt.

Desolate, I am.